Crayon App: Space-Garden

Okay okay. Another app. I stalk watch Xurnam and I've been thinking about joining this group for awhile, but I rarely join groups alone. So... When Fatherly made Screech I was very happy~ (WHO IS MINE. HE'S MINE AND I CLAIMED HIM. HISSSSS)

I wanted a male character... But like... ALL of my characters are guys. I felt a little awkward so I made a girl.
And little Crayon is like... A mouse-lion-birdie-thing hybrid. |D

//is totally stealing Embers form for the desc

For:


Name: Crayon

Gender: Female

Age: Unknown

Class: Messenger

Personality:
Crayon is 'quiet as a mouse' when surrounded by strangers. However, when around friends, the rodent is a sort of soft-spoken talkative. (She's speaks a lot quietly, but is mostly ignored.) She has a very chipper personality, and is almost always happy. She gets frustrated often because of her size and always wishes she were bigger, but she digresses.

Little Facts/Description:
-Crayon is very very proud of her wings and uses them to speak to her friends face to face
-She likes speaking face to face because she loathes being looked down upon
-Despite her very fluffy mane and fur, she gets cold often so she wears a scarf often
-She more flies than walk so she doesn't get stepped on
-She is embarrassed by her large back-paws
-She has feline-like claws in her paws, but doesn't like violence
-She hates taking orders from arrogant people
-When she does walk, which is rarely, she walks on her back-paws because 'she is not some animal, thank you very much'
-Her favorite color is greeeeen
-She is often forgotten or ignored
-She's actually a pretty fast messenger, but she is nowhere near as fast as long-legged aliens running. Her wings can only go so fast
-She has a bit of a fear of the Defenders
-She sometimes has little bouts of anger, but she usually keeps a happy aura around her
-She's exactly 1 feet tall, but she insists she's 1'1"

Upgrades:
None.

RP Sample:
Crayon beat her wings furiously, trying her best to keep herself above the throng of monsters under her. Her eyes scanned every individual face in the crowd. How was she supposed to find one person in such a large group! Her eyes flickered down to the letter in her hand. A letter meant the sender wanted privacy, which meant it was important. Crayon let out a tiny sigh before going back to searching the crowd, flying a tad bit higher for a better view. 'Now what did she say? He was... Tall... Scaley... Blue... Wore a strange hat... Carried a green backpack... A long tail... And had... Red eyes...' Crayon groaned a little in frustration at the little amount of information she had been given. Come on girlie, we've got to find him. Her eyes narrowed as she stared at the fast moving crowd. An old man, a woman with a baby, a little boy, a couple, an old woman... There! That had to be him! An old lizard-like adult wearing a cowboy's hat was weaving through the crowd, a bright green bookbag adorning his back. Crayon grinned before taking a large breath and diving after him. She narrowly missed running into a particularly tall fellow. Almost.. There! Crayon sped up, trying to catch up to the man when unexpectedly, he stopped. Crayon tried her best to stop her speed, but unfortunately she rammed right into the older citizen's back. He stumbled forward before whirling around, anger clear in his crimson eyes. "What was that for?!" He all but shouted. Crayon shuffled from her daze on the ground and let out a sheepish laugh and holding out the letter. "Delivery?"

Relationships:
-N/A

Gemberres:
1
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